Sailing Somewhere

Stormy Friday Morning  Photo Courtesy of Jennifer Simpson
Stormy Friday Morning Photo Courtesy of Jennifer Simpson

                            ITCHY FEET AND SAILS BEGGING TO BE UNFURLED

 

Lighting, thunder, and torrential rain woke us up yesterday morning. It stayed dreary and cloudy all day, and other than one trip to free the water out of the dinghy that had become a bathtub and a trip to visit the Custom’s Office to extend s/v Somewhere’s stay, we pretty much confined ourselves to the boat and did chores.

 

Jim rewired for the switch on the compasses in the cockpit. The original schematic had them on when we turned on our mast and deck lights in the cockpit. Since we don't really need to light the compasses when we're sleeping, Jim fixed that issue, and saved the lifetime of those bulbs.

   

We also have spent a great deal of time the past week on solving a problem with the generator. I won’t get technical, because that would fill up an entire page with detail, but suffice it to say that there is a new heat exchanger on the way here from the States and hopefully we won’t be blowing impellor parts up anymore. And don't get me started on importing stuff and the paperwork involved-geeze.

 

Oil has been changed, bilges cleaned, software for all the navigation instruments updated, replaced our wifi extender, new cutlass bearing, got bottom job, had an engine hoist made and situated on the stern for the dinghy , installed new bilge ventilator fans….the list is endless on the chores we have completed while we sit out hurricane season.

As much as we love Grenada, though, we’re getting antsy to move on. The outbreak of chikungunya on the island has us terribly concerned as we see friend after friend confined to their boats sick as goats and finally emerging looking like hell. We have talked to the locals about how devastating the virus has been for the economy-factories and stores shut down and restaurant employees having to take up the slack for their co-workers who have been bitten.  We didn’t attend the hash last week or volunteer for the reading program, and probably won’t this week either, due to our fears of this mosquito spread virus.

 

Even the cruiser children are starting to get on our nerves. They must be getting antsy too. Their running around tables at restaurants when we’re trying to enjoy a meal and their constant banter on the VHF radio is getting annoying. We try not to say anything because we sound like curmudgeons and we know that this stay for them in one spot must be getting tedious for them. Plus, they will be saying goodbye to the friends that they have made here once hurricane season comes to an end. We try to be sympathetic, but there are regulations on VHF radio use.

We haven't much to complain about, though, other than not sailing much. It is after all, lobster season.

And with nighttime views like this, well who the hell could bellyache?

So, to answer an email we received from a friend; Yes, indeed, we are ready to set sail. But today is the anniversary of Hurricane Hugo and last week the anniversary of Hurricane Ivan that ravaged Grenada, and it’s a reminder that we need to be vigilant and play it safe as far as weather in concerned. I’ve seen the devastating pictures and reports coming out of Baja, Mexico and the ravages of Odiles. It gives us pause.  We may be getting itchy feet and our sails are ready to be aired out, but it’s best to side err on the side of caution. Also, wear our mosquito repellant and try to be nice to children, eat lots of lobster while we can and enjoy the view.



Write a comment

Comments: 1
  • #1

    Jennifer (Sunday, 21 September 2014 07:10)

    Great post! And thanks for sharing the photo. :)

    You wrote exactly what we are feeling. I bet that's pretty common around here this time of year. We so ready to start moving again. Two friends in our cove now have Chikungunya and they are certain they got it at the Beach Bar last Sunday (when we went). We've keep our screens closed and practically bathe ourselves in DEET.

 

                WHAT THE HELL IS A TYPICAL WOMAN, ANYWAY, MR. ROGERS??

 

YOWZA! Just when I thought life was getting uneventful, I get a comment on my blog (which I deleted) and one on a recent article that I wrote (that I had removed). Since the wording is very similar in both instances, I assume it’s from the same person who called himself Roy Rogers.

 

It’s my policy to delete any comments from my blog that are mean spirited or trollish in nature and resort to name-calling. I really do like it when people disagree with me on say, healthcare or climate change. Comment away, you have a right to your opinions and my blog is open to you. But damn it, I got a few words for Mr. Rogers.  He’s expecting it anyway:

 

I'm expecting some passive aggressive (typical) retort that she will assume is her phoney  (sic) badge of superiority, when it's just more TYPICAL female bullshit”

 

I won’t be passive, Mr. Rogers, but be assured I will be aggressive in my defense of women who are sailors. But before I do, rest assured that I deleted your comments on MY blog because it’s MY blog and I can. I had the entry on Reddit removed as well, because I can. My blog is for my family and friends. I do not get technical about sailing and engine repair because, even though I have a working knowledge about each, it makes for boring reading that can be found in a library full of manuals. My blog is about our experiences and our journey. If that journey also involved some interesting insights into how our attitudes toward life have changed then, to me, that is more than interesting then engine repair. So, for everyone that is wondering what Mr. Rogers said to get my dander up, here it is, unedited, spelling errors included-added back in, but under my control:

 

This one in the comments section of my blog:

 

You're a sea dummy, floating around thinking you're an authority, and, as usual, a female who GROSSLY overestimates her intelligence, virtue, and skill set. You are a poor choice for ambassador of civilization, though an ACCURATE portrayal of a typical self righteous American female. I bet your husband will eventually throw you overboard while on a lonely voyage JUST to have some peace and quiet from you constant yammering about how profound you are.

 

On Reddit:

 

Top of Form

Typical "all knowing" American blathering about HER superior lifestyle, while protraying HERSELF as some sort of exceptional human being.

Pathetic. I'm betting she actually knows VERY LITTLE about sailing, so compensates by PRETENDING to be an authority on the human species, the environment, and EVERYTHING else, that is AWASH in OPINIONS and usually devoid of FACTS. A typical DELUSIONAL American female, with an overblown sense of herself, her skills, her virtues, and her significance.

I'm expecting some passive aggressive (typical) retort that she will assume is her phoney badge of superiority, when it's just more TYPICAL female bullshit.

I'm also betting her husband will eventually chuck her overboard during a lonely voyage at night, just for the peace of mind, due to her obsessions with the irrelevant aspects of their current lives, and her CONSTANT whining about it.

I wonder if she even knows the principles of sailing or diesel engine function or heavy weather strategies or even the correct names for the functional parts of the boat she's on. She probably thinks knowing what the term "sloop" means (vaguely) is a mark of distinction for her in comparison to the rest of the species.

She's ALL about the stupid whale she saw. the black people she met, the balloons and lecturing others as if she is a significant component in this equation, when she ACTUALLY has little to no relevant skillset/expertise. What she will eventually find out is, the SQUEAKY wheel gets the grease once or twice, THEN it gets REPLACED. THAT will be a good day for the species.

 

I do not need to throw out there that I’ve been sailing for over 20 years. I am not delusional nor do I have an overblown sense of my skills, because, I know that at anytime the sea conditions or mechanical issues on the boat can humble us. So I educate myself on our vessel, weather, and everything else that will keep us safe. My husband relies upon me as much as I do him in that regard. If Mr. Rogers had read my entire blog, he would have seen how far we’ve come, conditions that we have been in and how we applied what we know and our experience sailing to get through those hair-raising moments. Do I expound on them in my blog? NO. I don’t want to scare my mother.

 

I’ll admit to being opinionated. I’ll admit that my world-view has changed. I’ll admit that I try to educate myself to be more articulate and speak intelligently. But this “Typical Woman” stuff is what really irks me.

 

I’ve read through Mr. Roger’s comments and what I see is a man who clearly hates women. He’d like to see me dead. In both posts he refers to my death. Trust me, Jim is not going to throw me overboard. I asked him, he said that he needs my “relevant skill set/expertise” to sail this boat.

 

As for your misogynistic rant, good grief, get somebody to give you a hug, Mr. Rogers. Then could you please walk around a marina ANYWHERE and see that there are woman sailing, repairing engines, varnishing their own boats, traveling by sail single handed, sewing their own canvass, installing their own water-makers, rebuilding their generators…..What is this “Typical female” you refer to? I’m sorry if a woman hurt you and maybe your mother wasn’t very nice to you, but please, there is no such thing as a “Typical Female”

 

You don’t know me, Mr. Rogers. I don’t need to list my credentials or my curriculum vitae for your approval. You made cruel, blanket statements about me without knowing that I served in the US Navy. That at one time I was homeless with three young children because my ex husband absconded with my savings. (By coincidence, his name was Roy too). There’s no way that you could know that I became a teacher and obtained a MA despite the odds against me. I didn’t need to travel to meet black people. I was a teacher in the US. You didn’t bother to see that we’ve sailed this vessel together for 5 years prior to making this voyage so that we could learn all her nuances and how she’d respond in all sorts of conditions. You make it sound like a wicked transgression that I care about the environment and think whales are magnificent creatures. Well, damn man, they are flipping cool and I will be a bit self-righteous about protecting them.

 

So, Mr. Rogers, if you are reading this and want to come back and play nice, you’re more than welcome. But don’t you EVER again come here on MY blog and call me a “dummy” or “typical woman” and spew your nasty, hate filled nonsense. There’s enough of that in this world, take it elsewhere.

 

 

 

Write a comment

Comments: 4
  • #1

    Sue (Friday, 19 September 2014 08:48)

    You go girl!!! "Roy" obviously was hurt by a woman and now he feels the need to put down capable women to make himself feel superior. He needs to get a life! I run across both men and women every day like this (I am a college professor AND a woman who sails). Sometimes it is hard not to let it get under your skin, but you are leading an amazing life and there will always be jealousy when others want what you have. Keep sailing!

  • #2

    Sharon (Friday, 19 September 2014 15:35)

    Thank you, Sue. Your comment and the ones I have received from Women Who Sail and from my family and friends on Facebook have taken the sting out of this man's vile words. It's not about me, it's about him.

  • #3

    Kevin (Thursday, 02 October 2014 13:31)

    Just wandering your website as we are planning to head out on our own journey. I doubt Mr. Rogers will have the wherewithal (read guts) to come back and explain his rant. You were very kind in your response. There were more "I's" in that rant that indeed must come from a misogynistic, woman-hating idiot.

    Best to you and your husband who knows the value of a true partner and first mate and blow off morons like that....you blog is interesting.

  • #4

    Sharon (Friday, 03 October 2014 06:10)

    Thank you so much, Kevin. Best wishes as you prepare for your journey.

Looking Back On The Past Year:

Jim and I have looked back on our past year of travel where we had sketchy internet and of course, no cell phone and certainly no television.  That was back in the day when the satellite phone was working properly. We were able to speak on the phone with family and friends and posts on social media were limited to pictures of where we had been and what we were seeing.



We've had great internet in Grenada thanks to Ricky's WIFI. For an affordable price we are able to get internet in most of the anchorages around the island. Thank goodness, since we've had some car issues at home, health issues of a family member, and the satellite phone succumbed to salt water corrosion. After all these months of iffy internet, it's been nice to wake up and coffee with a friend as we chat over private messaging and to read and catch up on the vacations and antics my friends had this summer. Social media is fantastic for the traveler to keep in contact with the people back home.

CRUISER BEWARE, though! When a person has been gone from the comfort of home and exploring new places and meeting folk from all walks of life, their perspective will inevitably change. We've been to some amazingly ritzy places where we were served drinks as we lounged in an infinity pool.  That was remarkable and I'll admit to feeling like a princess for an afternoon, but what has changed our perspective on our lives and that which we live back home is meeting people who live so differently from us.  I'm not talking about the people who live in some of the grand houses that have been built on the islands for well to do.

but the people whose families have lived here for generations. These islands belong to them and their life views are very interesting, very close to nature, and welcoming to the foreigner who wants to learn and share in their culture.  We are an oddity, us cruisers. We aren't visiting the island for a few short hours on a cruise ship and we aren't clustered in an all-inclusive resort and restricted to the beach and amenities offered at those places. Those places are really nice for a vacation in paradise, but we aren't "on Vacation".  This is our life. We shop at the same grocery stores as the locals, buy produce from the local farmers, and engage socially with the residents. 

Perspective changes when a Rastafarian sees that you're hurting from a sprained ankle. He's never met you, but he runs off only to come back moments later holding plants that he cut and he tells you how to prepare them and apply to your ankle to bring down the swelling. No, it wasn't ganja. Rasta isn't all about weed and Bob Marley.

We have been to the interior portions of several islands and visited the small villages of huts where people live. We've had it explained to us how they use cisterns to collect rainwater for their basic human needs. We've seen women washing clothes in the river. We've been invited to BBQs on the beach and to Oil Downs in the neighborhoods and been treated to history lessons on music and customs that have been passed down since the days of slave trading. Jim and I talk a lot about how fortunate we are to have these experiences. They are life changing.

                                            HERE COMES THE BEWARE PART

We have changed and people at home may not understand. We've watched sea turtle hatchlings making their way to the ocean while another huge leatherback makes her nest on the beach. A beautiful whale as large as our boat bumped against the hull and stayed gliding along gracefully with us like she had just made a new friend. Swimming and diving and seeing so many beautiful fish, and yet also observing once beautiful coral struggling to stay alive. I can't image that I ever cared so much how balloons kill wild life in the oceans, yet I get an internet connection and I see the announcement for yet another huge balloon release at a college football game. I see another post on social media making the ridiculous claim that global warming is a scam. I end up hurting a friend when I make a post about balloon releases. She is attending the funeral of a child and part of the memorial service is a balloon release. I feel terrible, but also torn. I live in this environment. I see the impact of our actions, but I also don't want to hurt my friends by getting on a social media soap box and preaching.

I got tagged on Facebook to complete a challenge for raising funds for ALS. I backed out. We can't afford to waste water. I made my donation while NOT watching video after video being posted where water was thrown around willy nilly without care or concern. I can't hep but think of how the people on Bequia would have appreciated a cold cup of water to quench their thirst. The boat boy that paddled out to our boat just for a glass of clean drinking water didn't care that I put cucumber in it, although he did think that was a little weird. I find myself getting judgey about waste, but remind myself that waste is a way of life back home. But I can't understand why people can't just make the donation without a gimmick.


We are very concerned about disease and health care for ourselves while traveling. My son can't visit us at the moment due to his condition that requires immediate, state of the art, advanced medical technology if he has a seizure. It breaks my heart and his as well. Meanwhile, we cover ourselves in Deet to prevent dengue and chikungunya, dreadful mosquito delivered viruses. I read an article about how these diseases are affecting the islands and the people who can't even afford Tylenol to lessen the pain. It saddens me that so much is taken for granted back home and the only reports I see coming from the States are how this may affect someone's vacation. I left my Deet with some little local boys playing on the beach because I know that if they get bit and come down with a virus the odds are that they won't see a doctor. They won't get care.

Then, being so well connected with media from the States now, I see that Ferguson, Missouri is on fire with rage as the black community lost one of their young men to a police shooting. Jim and I muse that racism isn't what it is at home and discuss the historical implications and the differences.Two white people in a predominantly black country discussing race and talking about fear and we conclude that if a person is fearful or doesn't want to engage with people of a darker skin color, then they wouldn't be here. Then THIS happens: As I'm on the boat alone while Jim was at immigration extending his visa, I heard a call come over the radio from a fellow with an American accent on a boat anchored near us. He was giving out the warning that three local men were rowing in a boat about the anchorage. The caller's fear was obvious. I was embarrassed for him. The men were merely fishing in the waters of THEIR home. I shake my head in disbelief. Jim has a conversation later with one of the locals about the incident. The local was angry, hurt and disgusted. Somebody brought their fear and racism here. I too am angry, hurt and disgusted.

I also see an article posted on Facebook by two of my friends that live in Racine, Wisconsin. The school district is removing books from the shelves and destroying them. Yes, right out Fahrenheit 451-they are DESTROYING books. I post a link in response to Hands Across The Sea and hint that I would help get these books into the hands of children who would appreciate them. Crickets. My two friends on Facebook that originally posted the article were flabbergasted, but there was nothing else noted. No further indignation. It was a terrible, thoughtless waste of educational resources that could have gone to a home here in the schools of the West Indies. But what's done is done, and I hate that attitude.

Jim and I often wonder HOW do we go home. We get asked often when will we be sailing back to the States and we aren't sure what the answer is. We have a house, cars, family and probably a notice for jury duty...we eventually have to take care of our responsibilities back home, even if it's just a short visit. But there are so many offensive portions of life and attitudes in the States that I really don't know how NOT to offend people by pointing them out. So, having great internet, I Googled: How to Stop Being Offended


Great article.  I guess the reason I take offense at the waste, attitudes, entitled posts on Facebook and other Social Media coming out of the States is because I'm just as guilty of waste, bad attitude and not taking action, sticking my head in the sand on societal issues, and being, well, American. No amount of creative writing will fix it, though. It's best just to post pictures on Facebook and do not engage. So, other cruisers and travelers, let me know: How DO we ever make the transition to go home? Or do we even try?

Write a comment

Comments: 23
  • #1

    Jennifer (Thursday, 28 August 2014 09:41)

    You have put our sentiments into words perfectly. When we left the U.S. 2 years ago, I was still a self-proclaimed "shoe-whore" terrified to give up my hair appointments and pedis. Now I have 3 pairs of shoes that each have an island purpose, got my hair cut for the first time in almost 2 years, never wear makeup and have no problem showing the gray hair. Like you guys, our perspectives have changed dramatically on almost every social issue, from global warming and pollution, health care and poverty.

    We love the simple life of the islands and the friendly locals. We too were ashamed that those fishermen were questioned because they were fishing near cruisers in broad daylight. I'm mortified that those fisherman may now lump us in the same category as those other small-minded cruisers. That's how hate begins. I wish there was a way to apologize so they know we aren't all bigots.

    It's even funny you mention the ALS Challenge...for very personal reasons, Mike and I are participating, but we too first thought, "What a waste of water and ice." That never would have occurred to us when we lived back home.

    Thanks for a great blog and for capturing the cruising perspective so well. I say, sell the house and don't look back!

  • #2

    Sharon (Thursday, 28 August 2014 11:58)

    Thank you, Jennifer. In the words of Thomas Wolfe, "You Can't Go Home Again"

  • #3

    Viki Moore (Friday, 29 August 2014 04:37)

    Brilliantly written! It's interesting how some societies have such a sense of entitlement and yet others seem so happy with so little. Thanks for sharing.
    Viki
    Www.astrolabesailing.com

  • #4

    Robin araujo (Friday, 29 August 2014 07:43)

    Thank you for that wonderful incite. My daughter has left the US and is living in Mexico for all the reasons you have mentioned. It is always hard for her watching the wastefulness when she comes home for a visit.

  • #5

    Charlene Graeber green (Friday, 29 August 2014 09:52)

    Several years ago I left alone, the first part of what I thought would be a shake down for my life afloat. My father got sick, I bought a house again and had to move back to Florida. A friend met me in Bimini as she wanted to sail home with me. A dear and delightful women. I rented her a car in Miami as I was having a hard time adjusting just having someone else on the boat.

    It got worse. Finally I anchored in the Everglades and just stayed, I seemed stunned or in shock. I called and made a telephone apt. with a friend and counselor. I said I was frozen, I couldn't imagine how I could come back. I was supposed to move into my new house on July 4. Get a new job, drive in a busy community. She talked me down, I finally was able to sail back and did all the life changes, but I was disoriented for a long time.

    Seven years later, my father gone, the house closed, for sell, everything gone, and me too. I do not plan to ever return to live in that place again. I married again, and we have no idea where we will end up ... We hope to die sailing the world. I never adjusted completely. I continued to talk to my friend who kept reminding me the time would come when I could leave again.

    I don't even read the blog my husband writes, I stay in touch a little with friends using some social media, I tell them we have no intention of returning. We hope my husband's children and our friends will choose to visit us out here, where ever we find ourselves in the world. Thankfully we are financially able to live this life. Some have to return to pick up, back in their country and their work. Yet, I know, like me most dream of leaving again.

    Out here, when people ask, where is home base, we have to say, Grren Cove Springs, the address of many cruisers. We have no home but the blue planet. We look forward to meeting you some day out here. Be well.

  • #6

    Alexa (Friday, 29 August 2014 10:03)

    Grew up in the Caribbean. My family varies from pale blonde to red heads, to dark skin. Racism was never an issue until I moved to the states. Very sad that such a "civilized" bunch of people cannot accept and get along with each other. What a waste of what could be paradise and a wonderful life. The impact and destruction humans are having on the ocean is utterly devastating in so many ways. I remember in the seventies diving in fabulous reefs that are now covered in muck. Watch Mission Blue if you can on Netflix. (warning: it will make you sick). If more people only knew, but when you don't see or understand something it is hard to care. Education is so lacking; the media should do a better job to create awareness and stop worrying so much about who wore what. Enough ranting.............. :) Great article, thanks for sharing.

  • #7

    Lisab (Friday, 29 August 2014 10:50)

    Well written, thank you for the more worldly perspective. I agree, it's hard to watch tv and see the extreme bias of many folks.

  • #8

    Duwan (Friday, 29 August 2014 13:11)

    I think it would be so hard to be a cruiser and a racist. So limiting. So awful to be in fear all of the time.

    We spend our summers house sitting on the dirt. I often look at the hardware store or the grocery store and think about how different their lives are than mine. It all seems so fake. After being here for a while I get itchy and want to go -- back to real life.

  • #9

    Margaret (Friday, 29 August 2014)

    I have found that coming back to land for our summer months after cruising for 8-9 months in the Caribbean has been made easier by my efforts at practicing intentional mindfulness and intentional kindness. Through the practice of bringing my mind back to these attitudes...non-judging, patience, a beginner's mind, trust, non-striving, acceptance, and letting go, I have learned to better live in a world where bad things happen. It has also made me more fully realize all the wonderful things that also are happening everywhere at any given moment. When I find myself offended, or judging someone's beliefs or actions, even if I strongly believe them to be hurtful to our planet or other people, I let that be a reminder to me that I am not at that moment practicing the attitudes I want for myself. It's not that I don't hope to effect a change for the betterment of our world, I use teaching opportunities when they come up, but I will not take on the responsibility of whether that teaching is accepted nor be offended when they are not. I'm not perfect in practicing this that I preach, but I hope to be better each day.

  • #10

    Sandi Foree (Saturday, 30 August 2014 01:22)

    What a delight to read my thoughts written by others! After sailing the Caribbean for the past 2 years and visiting family and friends in the states this past 3 weeks, I've struggled with my negative attitude about the waste, the silly ALS ice water challenge postings, the fast crazy traffic, the petty dramas, the hurtful comments of our sailing lifestyle from family members and the list goes on. Will dearly miss my land-locked loved ones but living and sailing aboard YachtCruz is where I glow and grow.

  • #11

    Sharon (Saturday, 30 August 2014 06:08)

    Thank you for all your comments and relating your stories as well. It's so good to know that there are so many like minded folks out here sailing, traveling, making connections and doing amazing things! Just keep living and learning!

  • #12

    Susan (Saturday, 30 August 2014)

    But what do you do when someone IS hurting another? And doing things that are destructive? Not judging is good; but being passive by not interfering (or attempting to) stop hurtful dialogue or behaviour...isn't this cowardly? I'm not arguing here; I'm truly asking.

  • #13

    Sharon (Saturday, 30 August 2014 14:18)

    That is a good question, Susan. I'm certainly not the one to answer it, though. In my experience, when I have pointed out that I've been hurt or offended by another person's actions, it's turned out badly. That probably has more to do with my approach, though.

    As Melody Fletcher writes in the above linked article, 'Realize that every reaction you have is caused by the thoughts you are thinking. It’s all you. It’s your reality, it’s your reaction. That doesn’t make your reaction or the way you feel invalid, it just means that it actually has nothing to do with the other person. It’s your emotion; own it."

  • #14

    Amy Owens (Saturday, 30 August 2014 16:00)

    I still just dream of a life on a sailboat somewhere in the West Indies. I am 50, perhaps thats part of my impatience, I have 6 children who are grown for the most part. Ive done a good job with them and now want my turn. The eldest is on a 42-foot Whitby near Grenada with her boyfriend and two dogs, the youngest is a senior in highschool.

    You speak of what I wish to escape, and the very reason I hope to get my new husband to buy into my dream, emotionally, figuratively and monetarily. Financially we cant just set out though I obsess about it perpetually. Ill be sure to bring
    Books, Deet and maybe medical supplies as I've worked in a clinic for 10 years or more.

    I cried when I left the BVI In May after sailing for a month with my daughter. Not just because I'd miss her terribly but because I knew I'd miss the boat and the life. Im not quite done here in Seattle, but when I am I hope my MS stays in check, God somehow finds it in his heart to show me the way to buy a sailing vessel, and that I can join all of you who have "nowhere to go and nowhere to be." (Kenny Chesney).

  • #15

    Sabrina (Sunday, 31 August 2014 11:45)

    Awesome posting sailing sista!!!!

  • #16

    CJ (Monday, 08 September 2014 16:55)

    Well written post. As a PHD with over 20 years of scientific research under my belt you may want to rethink that whole "global Warming thing". To say the science is unsettled on this is a vast understatement.
    Where I work its a joke around the office "its settled" because we say so. Rest assured it will be a long time before a real true agreement is reached on this issue, ridiculous or not.

  • #17

    Tom (Thursday, 11 September 2014 17:14)

    I agree with C. J. Last winter being the coldest in recorded history for
    Chicago and the world temperatures declining for the last 12 years.
    The Northwest Passage has been impassable this year even with
    the mandatory ice breaker escort. The earths climate has had many
    extremes. I think we we are well within the mean. It is the height
    of arrogance to suggest that anything more or less than 61 degrees
    average earth temperature is cause for government controlling how we live and what we buy. None of the global warming projections
    have come to pass. Even with U.N. dishonesty. We must now use
    the term climate change. The climate is all ways changing.

  • #18

    sue (Thursday, 18 September 2014 09:09)

    I just turned 50 and we moved up to a 48 foot Beneteau. We still have probably 5 more years of working then we plan on moving on board our sailboat and really "living". I admire you for doing that. I am also a teacher, an educational technologist and a parent. I am not sure I ever want to come back to the states once we set sail - good luck!

  • #19

    Carol (Friday, 19 September 2014 09:23)

    CJ brings up some thing that has bothered me from the start and that is we were told that there is a consensus amongst the scientists of the world that the globe is warming. Science is provable facts that can be duplicated by others scientists and not by consensus.
    Some people are mislead by pseudoscience in that they think with their hearts (emotion) while others think with their heads (logic). I think this is the basic difference between liberal people and conservative people.

  • #20

    Sharon (Friday, 19 September 2014 10:12)

    Amazing Sue! Hope that we meet up!

  • #21

    Sharon (Friday, 19 September 2014 10:25)

    Carol, CJ, and Tom: The discussion of climate change is so poisoned by politics that it's very hard to make sense if you listen to the talk shows/news programs. I know plenty of illogical/emotional conservatives as well as ridiculously smart/level headed liberals...and vice versa. I will admit that I have a strong emotional response when I go diving and see dead coral in comparison to the pictures of that same coral being vibrant and beautiful 30 years ago: The death of which is accounted to rising sea temperatures. But whatever camp your opinions based on what science you sought out to believe, why on Mother Earth would anyone defend NOT protecting our environment, finding alternative ways to fossil fuels, and reducing their trash consumption?

  • #22

    Sharon (Friday, 19 September 2014 10:45)

    Also, CJ doesn't tell us what his PhD is in or in what capacity he uses his education or who is funding his research.
    But I'll leave this here:
    http://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1002/2013EF000226/abstract

  • #23

    Sharon (Friday, 19 September 2014 10:52)

    And this recent article concerning the oceans, specifically:

    http://truth-out.org/news/item/26202-sea-change-the-ecological-disaster-that-nobody-sees